Quotes about Betrayal

God created the garden for man and placed him in it. Adam and Eve fell into sin in a garden. Jesus taught in a garden. Our Lord prayed in a garden. He was betrayed in a garden. And He arose in a garden. And someday—" her grandmother's eyes had shone—"we will all be reunited in the garden.

I'm going to rub your faces in things you try to avoid. I don't find it strange that all you want to believe is only that which comforts you. How else do humans invent the traps which betray us into mediocrity? How else do we define cowardice?

What terrible things we do to those we love!

You have defiled my honor!" Stilgar cried. "This is neutral—" "Shut up!" Idaho glared at the shocked Naib. "You wear a collar, Stilgar! " It was one of the three most deadly insults which could be directed at a Fremen. Stilgar's face went pale. "You are a servant," Idaho said. "You've sold Fremen for their water." This was the second most deadly insult, the one which had destroyed the original Jacurutu.

I salve my own conscience. I give him the surcease of religion before betraying him. Thus may I say to myself that he has gone where I cannot go.

What better way to destroy me than to sow suspicion of the woman I love?

Jesus, who comes across in the Gospels as extraordinarily strong, begged in the garden, with drops of sweat like blood running down his face, that he might be spared the terrible cup ahead of him, the betrayal and abandonment by his friends, death on the cross. Because Jesus cried out in anguish, we may too. But our fear is less frequent and infinitely less if we are close to the Creator. Jesus, having cried out, then let his fear go, and moved on.

Beware of pride and arrogance, Charles, for they may betray you.

but I still held my breath waiting for Brünnhilde to rise up out of the pyre at the end. And then, instead of a beautiful maiden emerging from the flames, there rose up a great fat

And yet, had it not been for Judas, there might not have been a crucifixion, and had there been no crucifixion, there would have been no Christianity.

We are all Judas. Even eighty generations later we are still Judas.

Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden only a few miles away when his friend, riding hard, caught up with him, saying 'You gave me the wrong key!